THE WITNESS IN THE WINDOW 4 by Gui Mwamba (highly recommended books .TXT) 📕

CHAPTER ONE

FADE ON

 

EXT. WAHADIWA, CHICAGO-NIGHT

 

MVUELA MWAMBA (26) an extraordinarily attractive African experienced Prince, the Warrior of Wahadiwa. I have curly hair, brown eyes. I wore mostly my white sweater, grey army jacket on top, blue jeans, and fila shoes.

 

JUMP TO:

 

Outside the porch where it seemed cloudy that evening, neighboring parents brought children to my house with my cousin by the name of Georgette and paid me a visit with her son and her husband. Up to where children gathered before me on the carpet as I sat on the chair before them unless little Judah began.

 

NARRATOR: (V.O)

There is a chosen one by God as the witness in the window. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. With all this, he alone can withstand it. He is the Ordained.

 

(RECORD SCRATCHES)

 

SMASH TO:

 

JUDAH:

Inkosi.

 

MVUELA:

Yes, my child?

 

JUDAH:

Tell me one of your book’s stories.

 

MVUELA:

Which is?

 

JUDAH:

Well, the story of home. Which my mama always tells me about it, of course.

 

MVUELA:

Wahadiwa?

 

MATCH CUT TO:

JUDAH MECHAMAN, 5 a most magnificent African-American bright young boy. Energetic bright caramel eyes and dark curly short hair. He wore his royal yellow-golden African outfit pant, red long sleeves sweater, golden coat, and brown shoes.

 

JUDAH:

Totally yes, Inkosi.

 

MVUELA:

Well, um...I don’t where would I begin-.

 

JUDAH:

Would you please hurry Inkosi, man?

 

MVUELA:

My...my hold your horse, child. Man, you are very impatient!

 

(GEORGETTE CHUCKLED)

 

GEORGETTE:

Mvuela, you better hurry up or my son will eat you alive!

 

(- I CLEAR THROAT)

 

MVUELA:

I agree with you, Georgette. Well, first before I start my story I have to announce this little prayer of mine from home and you have to pronounce it with me, understood?

 

JUDAH:

We understood Inkosi.

 

( GEORGETTE LAUGHED)
(-I CHUCKLE)

(-I CLEAR THROAT)

 

Up to where I stretched my hands like a cross after I stood with the rest of the children sitting.

 

MVUELA:

Right. Wahadiwa. Forever in Jesus, we believe. With what? With all of our hearts, minds, and souls.

 

All children pronounce Wahadiwan’s little prayer with me.

 

MVUELA: (CONT'D)

Wahadiwa was where all Biblical events began in Africa more than a thousand decades ago. Wahadiwa was blessed by God Himself with three mixed metals more strongest than Vibranium, the strongest substances in the whole nations wide, and these mixed strongest metal substances were Neobitium-Vibranium-Adaquadium, making Wahadiwa with its soil the wealthiest continent in the whole world. Wahadiwans used Neobitium-Vibranium-Adaquadium to develop technology more progressed than any other nation, but as Wakanda thrived peacefully. Till white men invaded our home complaining to come in peace, but brought nothing but chaos, treacherous weapons, cause many of our brothers and sisters into slavery and bought them with their goods with force.  While the tribes turned against one another in endless conflicts because of evil rumors from white men with each other up to where God ordained a warrior. He appointed him almost superhuman strength, speed, hearing, eyesight, and instincts. Well, the warrior became Inkosi and the first Lion King, the protector of Wahadiwa. Inkosi with all ten tribes united as one and fought against the invading oppressors won the victory and made the invaders flee for their lives up to where Wahadiwa was restored although there is still chaos but prosperous than before, the world around it increased further into chaos. Eight tribes agreed to live under the Inkosi of Wahadiwa's monarchy, but two tribes isolated themselves in the mountains, which are the  Habari from Wahadiwa with the Jabari from Wakanda. To keep Neobitium-Vibranium-Adaquadium safe, the Wahadiwans vowed to hide in plain sight, keeping the truth of their power from the outside world.

 

JUDAH:

And we still hide, Inkosi?

 

MVUELA:

Definitely.

 

JUDAH:

Well, well am I and my friends welcome to Wahadiwa?

 

MVUELA:

Total, children are welcome to Wahadiwa. 

 

JUDAH:

For real?

 

MVUELA:
Exactly.

 

Night covered across the sky, neighboring parents came to pick up their children from my mansion after a story. Where I remind Georgette with little Judah. 

 

JUDAH:

Wow, that is the coolest story I ever heard about home, Inkosi!

 

MVUELA:

Yes, Judah. Wahadiwa is the most magnificently breathtaking monarchy kingdom of the nation African Kingdoms. Mountain is always full of life. It is the most awesomeness ever you cannot imagine…

 

JUDAH:

Excellent.

 

MVUELA:

Yes. and Judah?

 

JUDAH:

Inkosi?

 

MVUELA:

Don’t you think it is getting late?

 

JUDAH:

Aw man, it is.

 

MVUELA:

Yup, isn’t time for you to go to...?

 

GEORGETTE:

...Right, Judah, it is time for bed.

 

JUDAH:

Mama. And goodnight Inkosi. See you in the morning.

 

MVUELA:

See you in the morning…

 

Georgette thanked me for telling her son a story about home and followed Judah behind.

 

SMASH TO:

 

Where I was exhausted till I marched to my bedroom, prayed, read my Holy Bible and I was fastened asleep. After I was asleep, Bringham came home that late night from work.

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Publication Date: 08-29-2021

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